Wu Ming put away his knife and exhaled, without even looking at Li Zhenying and Ji Caifeng, checked it carefully in the house, took back the steel needle, and handcuffed the unconscious Ida Heiko with a pair of handcuffs, put on another Japanese clothes. As for the weapon, he only found a pistol from Inukai Hiro, and the rest were some broken samurai swords.

Ji Caifeng and Li Zhenying's eyes were almost glaring out, and their mouths were wide open. Seeing that Wu Ming had finished packing and walked towards this side, Li Zhenying pursed and swallowed. Ji Caifeng was still opening her mouth wide, and a bright thread fell down, but she didn't even notice it.

"You are drooling." Wu Ming put Ji Caifeng down.

"Ah!" Ji Caifeng was stunned for a moment, and quickly wiped it randomly with her sleeves.

"Put off a Japanese dress and put it on. This little injury won't make you unable to walk!" Wu Ming put down Li Zhenying and said lightly.

Li Zhenying staggered for a moment, stood up straight, gently blocking Ji Caifeng's hand holding him, "Who are you?"

"Chinese." Wu Ming answered briefly, turned around and walked away, "Now is not the time to dig deeper. If you think about it, just follow my arrangements. If you want to stay here, just drill in an iron cage."

Standing in front of the heavy gate, Wu Ming squinted his eyes and recalled the situation where he was tied up just now. In a long corridor, there were two guards around the corner. Turning out was a staircase, and there were two guards at the door above. Well, first trick the two outside into it and kill them, and then clean up the two on the top. "Mother-in-law, are you still like a man?" Wu Ming walked forward and scolded him dissatisfiedly.

"He, he was injured." Ji Caifeng defended quietly while helping Li Zhenying change her clothes.

Humph, Wu Ming glanced at the corner of his eyes and moved his eyelids on the ground. He walked over and said nothing. He just kicked. "I'll stab you twice, believe it or not."

Ida Heiko snorted in pain, quickly opened her eyes, sat up, and said to Wu Ming with the most charming smile she thought was: "You are so hiding, you are such an amazing person. How about a deal?"

"Where is Inukai's room?" Wu Ming asked coldly.

"After going up, the middle of the east side." Ida Heko felt cold in her heart by Wu Ming's cold gaze, and she answered honestly, but she still held a glimmer of hope, "I can let you go, as long as..."

"Shut up!" Wu Ming interrupted her rudely. He pulled her up, pushed her to the corner of the wall, locked her with his shackles, opened her handcuffs, shook the samurai sword in front of her, "Take off your clothes and don't want to play tricks. Otherwise I will break you."

As if he saw hope, he felt a little happy in his heart. He pretended to be shy and his face turned red. He glanced at Wu Ming with resentment and began to take off his clothes slowly.

Oh. Ida Heko snorted in pain, Wu Ming punched her in the stomach without warning, and only Heiko, who was left with underwear, squatted on the ground in pain. Wu Ming handcuffed her hands behind her without pity, took off her socks and stuffed them into her mouth, choking her to roll her eyes.N

"Let you live a little longer first, and then come and deal with you after finishing the outside." Wu Ming said viciously.

"I'm so stupid." Wu Ming looked at Ji Caifeng, who was a little busy. The way to wear Japanese clothes is very particular. Although Yoko is wearing a daily clothes, it is still a bit troublesome for Ji Caifeng who knows nothing.

Wu Ming had to personally reach out to wear Ji Caifeng's clothes. On the one hand, he had been in Japan and had some impression of the romance. On the other hand, he had a good memory. He remembered the procedure for Ida Yoko to take off his clothes just now, but it turned out to be the other way around. As long as he was almost deceiving people, there should be no problem.

Ji Caifeng's face was red, like a puppet, stretched her arms out, letting Wu Ming stay there. Oh, this guy really doesn't know what to do. Can't you be gentler to girls? With a "gurgle", Ji Caifeng's stomach rang out of place. Wu Ming tilted his head and looked at her, and Ji Caifeng was so embarrassed that he almost covered his face and ran away.

Wu Ming straightened his waist, looked left and right, waved his hand to signal Ji Caifeng to turn around. He shook his head, stretched out his hand to rub Ji Caifeng's hair down, and nodded, "Almost, how many people can you cheat on the back?"

"You two are posing and stand here." Wu Ming continued to be the director, "Just let the guards outside see your backs from afar, I'll trick them in and kill them."

The thick door creaked and opened halfway. Wu Ming leaned his head and only showed half of his face, saying in Japanese: "Your Excellency Inukai let you two come in."

Two Japanese ronin dressed in a voice heard the sound and stood up from the chair, nodded, and walked over.

"Old Master Inukai." Halfway through, one of the Japanese suddenly spoke, "Crestor Emon had something to look for you just now and was waiting outside."

Wu Ming was stunned, his mind was circling rapidly, and he quickly reacted, trying to imitate Inukai's voice and said, "You go and bring him in!"

"Hayi!" The Japanese agreed and turned around and walked back.

"Come on!" With a sound, the guy who walked into the door was twisted by Wu Ming and fell to the ground with his eyes that looked like a dead fish.

"Listen." Wu Ming whispered: "When I'm going to do it later, I'll call you two and hide in the corner immediately. That Crescent Emon is a powerful guy. I can't care about you. Take this." Wu Ming handed the pistol to Li Zhenying and instructed: "Don't shoot unless you have to."

"I understand." Li Zhenying took the pistol and continued to hold her arms with her hands crossed. "I will protect Caifeng, don't worry!"

Wu Ming took a deep breath, inserted two small ribs into his belt, held the samurai sword in his hand, hid behind the door, and focused on it.

Ka, Ka, the crisp sound of Japanese clogs stepping on the ground is coming from far to near, and straight towards this side.

From a distance, Crescent Emon saw the door half open, and a strong smell of blood made him frown, but when he saw Akiko Ida bent and stood closer, his brows slowly stretched out.

As soon as he stepped into the gate, a strong wind suddenly came from behind. In shock, Crescent Emon suddenly rushed forward, kicked the wall next to him with his feet, and thrust his body with force, rolled on the ground twice, stood up, and the hidden weapon in his hand had already flew out.

Wu Ming slashed the air with a knife, and his body had already rushed to the front of the door, but he didn't chase after him. He stabbed the samurai sword with his back hand and pierced the chest of the Japanese who was following Crescent Emon.

Wu Ming reached out and grabbed the Japanese man's clothes, pulled the body into the room, blocked the hidden weapon that was shot, and leaned back together, "Squeak!" The door was closed by him.

Seeing that the hidden weapon was ineffective, Crescent Emon pulled out his knife with his backhand and set off his posture. At the same time, his eyes were glancing at the scene in the room.

The knife used by ninjas is shorter than the short sword, only 24 inches, and the mass is much worse than that of the samurai sword, and the blade is much more dull. Therefore, the knife is not used for cutting, but mainly stabbing. The blade of the ninja short sword is so blunt that it will not bleed when held tightly with your hands. This kind of knife is more of a multifunctional tool than a weapon. If you insert the short sword to the ground, the guard ring of the knife can be regarded as a foot-bumping object; if you hang the guard ring of the knife to a higher place, you can safely hold the blade body and climb up with both hands.

Wu Ming had already pulled out the rib gap in his waist, holding it in one hand and backwards with the other, slowly stepped forward, blocking Li Zhenying and Ji Caifeng in the corner behind him.

"Where is Heiko?" Crescent Emon had already roughly seen the situation in the room and saw Ji Caifeng's face clearly. He asked in a deep voice, and he was actually in Chinese.

"Sleeping in the corner!" Wu Ming replied coldly, staring at Crescent Emon's hand with all his eyes.

Crescent Emon stepped back, glanced at Heiko who was calling in the corner of the lower corner, and his expression relaxed. Wu Ming narrowed his eyes and observed that he sneered at the corner of his mouth, and tried hard, rushing straight up, fighting with his body, so that you could not send out poison darts.

When, when, when..., the continuous sound of metal collision sounded in the house, and two masters fought in one place.

Wu Ming was extremely skilled in various knife techniques such as stalking with his left hand and stalking with his right hand, pricking, stabbing, and cutting. His movements were not big, and because of this, his speed was faster. Although the rib difference was shorter than that of the samurai sword, his movements were too big when waving the samurai sword. Facing Crescent Emon with his agility and speed was better than his own, he was prone to reveal flaws.
Chapter completed!